Jiro sat atop the manor after Itachi left, using zenjutsu. It was a form of meditation where one places a blade on their lap, and meditates, and becomes enlightened as to the specifics of the blade. Jiro delved deep, not noticing his students plotting something.
Dwalin laughed at Skeinu, who rolled his eyes. "Do I really have to?" he asked. Dwalin nodded. "Yes. We all play our part. I got the bushels of black and blue berries. You take care of the rest." he said. Skeinu frowned. "Why do I have to?" he asked. Sable smiled. "Because I'm a girl. Girls don't do such things." she stated. Skeinu gaped. "Sakura Uzamaki is the manliest fucking woman in history, and she punches the Hokage around the village! Don't give that girls don't work shit!" he said. She frowned. "I'm a real woman. I don't need to wear revealing clothing to look even remotely feminine, and look like in a cross-dressing guy in the process. I could wear a mask and a potato sack and looker more feminine than Sakura Uzamaki." she stated.
He grunted. "Fine. You win." he said, walking away. He walked over to Jiraya, who was practicing Mastaba. He grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him toward the other two. "Trust me kid, you have a better chance of surviving this than performing those moves. Fighting isn't your thing, and neither is dancing." he said, placing the boy in a chair. Sable took a bowl of smashed black and blue berries, and slammed onto his skull. "Now don't move." she said, licking the tool used to grind the fruit. Dwalin laughed. "I have weapons to forge. I bid you farewell." he said. The dwarf left, and Skeinu laughed at the poor pink haired ninja.
Jiro delved into the blade, feeling something deep inside of it. He couldn't pinpoint what, but whatever it was, it was stronger than him. He couldn't find anything. Infact, whatever was inside this blade felt like it was changing, adapting to it's new situation. He wondered what the blade could do, and dug deeper.
Hours later, Jiro leapt from the large manor, not seeing his team. He heard Dwalin forging, but Skeinu and Sable didn't lounge in their normal tree. He found it odd, and decided to investigate. He noticed the trees in the area where empty, as were the rooftops. He noticed a huge tree, with a hollow for shelter. He walked over to it, and ducked his way in. It was almost like a small home, and he saw Jiraya in a chair, a bowl on his head.
Jiro blinked, and rose a brow. He looked to the sleeping therians, and frowned. He pulled the bowl from Jiraya's head, and noticed he was sleeping. He used water jutsu, rinsing the boy's hair thoroughly. Jiro found it was stained a black color with a blue tint, making it permanent. Jiro sighed, looking at the boy's shoulder length hair. He ran his fingers through it, frowning. Jiraya's hair seemed matted, and Jiro didn't like that. Despite his appearance, Jiro was fond of hair.
The hair was knotted, and matted. It was as if he hadn't run a brush or comb through it in days. The texture of his hair showed not only his neglect for it, but his family's. He understood the boy, as Naruto had atrocious hair. Jiro could have sworn that the Hokage's hair was so foul; lice ran in fear of it. Jiro had a feeling Jiraya would be interacting with people a lot, so he took his time caring for his hair. Although, he could have sworn he heard a voice in his head laughing at him. Jiro looked at the blade, and then returned to his task.
When Jiraya awoke, Sable blinked at him. "Your hair looks fabulous!" she squealed, happy with her work. Skeinu grunted. "Even I'm impressed. It's almost like the berries combed your hair along with dying it." he said. Jiro chuckled from a corner. "Actually, I cared for it while you slept. A habit I picked up on from Johan. My appearance, and those I'm seen with, much be as impeccable as possible. Johan always used to say, 'A Viking warrior was strong, brutal, a great farmer, a merchant, a pirate, and had impeccable hygiene. We would bathe every Saturday, and more if we were wealthy. And, as always, Saturday raids were amusing. As one noble said, I never thought my village would be raided by well groomed heartbreakers." Jiro stated, and Skeinu blinked. "So, you combed his hair and rinsed it?" he asked. Jiro nodded. "I take care of my team. You'd notice your braid is tighter than before. And Sable's hair shines more." he stated. Sable blinked.
"How bored does a Jonin like you have to be to braid his hair, make mine shine, and care for Jiraya's?" she asked. Jiro shrugged. "Habit. Johan always said I would make a great Viking." he said, pushing back his long black hair from his eyes. He turned, frowning. "What is it?" Jiraya asked. Jiro frowned. "Ichiro. Again. He's angry this time." he stated. He stood, walking out to greet his angered brother.
The first thing he noticed as Ichiro's flak jacket, which wasn't an ANBU thing. "THERE YOU ARE!" he boomed. Jiro frowned. "What?" he asked. Ichiro growled. "Because of your bullshit, father had me demoted to Jonin!" he yelled. Jiro looked to Ichiro's side. "I see. Mind Introducing you team?" he asked, looking at them Ichiro growled. "They can speak for themselves." he said. Jiro turned to them. "I'm Jiro Uchiha, and this is Team Kreshta. Dwalin Ironhand, Skeinu Tiger, Sable Tigard and Jiraya of the Scales." he said.
Jiro knew one thing. His sister was on the team. He could care less, as Mikito wouldn't take his shit. The next member, a slim boy with blond hair and purple eyes, smiled. He had an unusual bone like structure on his head, similar to a hairpin in the shape of a snowflake, spoke. "I'm Wonderweiss Margela." he said, waving. Jiro tilted his head. He could tell that he as different, like him. He wasn't human, and the bone structure on his head said such. Despite likely being the same age as his team, Wonderweiss held a childish glint in his eyes. Jiro wondered if his brother could handle him.
The next member, an unusually effimate male with three pink sparkle like tattoos above his left eye, laughed. "I'm Luppi Antenor, and don't you forget it!" he said, thrusting his hand out. Jiro noticed the sleeves on his outfit covered his hands, and frowned. He held a sadistic glint in his lavender eyes, and bone earrings that dangled in the shape of a raindrop. He looked at their white coat like outfits, and frowned.
Wonderweiss wore a long, thick cuffed one with an ovular hole in the chest. Jiro tilted his head. Was that a hole in his chest? He turned to Luppi. His outfit emphasized his appearance. It appeared layered, and form fitting in the top. Two holes were cut out over the abdomen, and Luppi had a six tattooed on his right hip. Jiro noticed that on the right side of his coat, Luppi had a hole that held a pink sheathed, pink handled wakazashi. Unusual way to carry a weapon, but every one's different. Wonderweiss had a huge purple blade on his back, and it was larger than him by at least an inch. Jiro wondered how he drew it, as it was flush with his spine, unlike Jiro's tilted blade.
He looked to Ichiro. "Interesting team. Your sister, a kid with a huge sword, and a guy more feminine than Sakura." he stated, and Luppi growled. Jiro cast a glare in his direction. He turned back to Ichiro. "Infact, it is an interesting team. So interesting, that when you can't handle them, or change rank, I think I'll add them to my team." he said, and Ichiro growled. "They're stronger than your accursed team." he growled out. Skeinu growled, and Sable hissed. Dwalin gripped his war hammer inn a tighter grip, and Jiraya frowned. Jiro chuckled. "I love my sister. But I don't think she could beat Dwalin or Skeinu. I know Wonderweiss and Luppi can't. The only competition Sable faces is Mikito." he said, and Ichiro growled. "Wanna put that to the test?" he growled out. Jiro looked to his team, who were all ready to go. "Very well then. A tournament of sorts. Mikito fights Sable, Wonderweiss and Luppi team up against Skeinu and Dwalin, and you face me." he stated, and Ichiro smirked. Jiro put up a finger. "All at once. No taking turns battling. Jiraya sits out, and the rest of us go at it." he said, and Ichiro agreed. Both groups stepped back, and erupted into battle.
Dwalin swung his hammer, striking Wonderweiss and knocking him back, where he hit a tree unconscious. Dwalin gaped, as no one had ever survived a blow from his hammer before. Skeinu swung his foot, knocking Luppi back. Sable came from behind, striking Luppi and knocking him out. Dwalin dragged the unconscious Chunin over to Wonderweiss, and sat down. Skeinu followed, as their part in the battle was simple, and over. Ichiro and Mikito squared off against Jiro and Sable, and Dwalin and Skeinu made a bet.
Jiro and Sable rushed forward, and Mikito charged. She struck Sable, knocking her back, and Jiro swung his fist at Ichiro. Ichiro jumped back, growling. Jiro used Sonido, ending up behind Ichiro. He drew one of his Dragon Fangs, and jabbed at his brother. He jumped back, and Jiro drew the other, using it as a ranged weapon thanks to the long, soft rope that was tied to the handles. Ichiro grunted, struck. He bled from his left wrist, and Jiro moved forward. He swung them at his sides, and rolled, swinging them like lassos. He swung down, and then left with the other blade. Ichiro grunted, struck twice more. Jiro grabbed them by the handle, and used Sonido, propelling himself forward. He jabbed one blade into each shoulder, and the head butted Ichiro.
Ichiro was out, and Jiro watched Sable and Mikito. 'No need to hide, he's out! Shift!" he called, and both girls nodded. Sable felt her skeletal structure altering, and Mikito felt the bones popping and snapping. Sable felt the fur erupt from her skin, and Mikito's muzzle grew in. Both girls felt their tails explode out, and they snarled at each other. Jiro laughed. "Never thought I'd see two therians fight." he said. Skeinu frowned. "She's a wolf. How?" he asked. Jiro chuckled. "It's a Kekkei Genkai the Inzuka posses. Some come out werewolves, most come wolf blooded. It's why their so canid." he said, and Skeinu frowned. "Shizuka, my dead girlfriend, was an Inzuka wolf. After speaking to me, she asked her to turn Mikito." Jiro said.
Mikito thrust her palm forward, and Sable avoided it, swinging her claws. Mikito stepped back, throwing a kick. Sable avoided the attack gracefully. Mikito capitalized in the movement, and struck her shoulder with a gentle fist strike. Her arm became useless, and she growled. She shook herself, and the arm dangled before snapping, and coming back into use. The snarled, and Jiro looked to the three boys. "I bet you each one fox fur that Mikito will win." he said. Skeinu and Dwalin agreed, and Jiraya shrugged before agreeing.
Mikito swung her fist, and Sable leaned to the right, throwing a front kick that caused Mikito to stumble back. Mikito growled, swing her claws. Sable slapped her hand away, grunting as the other hand caught her shoulder. Mikito followed u with a knee to the chest, and Sable grunted. She stumbled back, and Mikito unleashed a kick that knocked her back. Mikito walked over to Sable, and Sable shoots up from her doubled over position and slams her fist into Mikito's jaw.
Mikito stumbled back, and Sable kicked her in the chest, knocking her back. Sable swung her claws, scratching Mikito's chest open, and then she kicked Mikito back, and she hit the ground. Skeinu and Dwalin cheered her on, and Jiro merely watched. The added animalistic traits and size make therian fighting interesting. Sable walked over, holding her staff in her hand, and raised it above her head. She swung down, and Mikito rolled to the side, grabbing her unconscious brother and slamming him to the side of Sable's skull, knocking her to the ground. She dropped her brother, both reverting back to human form. Jiro looked to the boys. "Now you all owe me fox fur. I told you she would win. Mikito knows no one can take a hundred and forty pounds of arrogant Uchiha to the face." he said, and walked away nonchalantly.
Rukia and Shuhei decided to camp out in the village. Although, the power Shuhei sensed here unnerved him slightly. He said that when they search the village the next day, he would have his Shikai active. He wanted to be ready for anything. Little did he know, his greatest asset would be his greatest weakness. This is what a certain unseated Soul Reaper thought when he looked down upon his former home and saw the Kuchiki girl and the tattooed male.